by Jacks
I grew up in a household that was abusive by the textbook definition. My parents were both alcoholics and addicts. My father was gone much of the time; my mother was emotionally unavailable to anything other than her own pain. I went to a prestigious private school in San Diego, my hometown, but it was no refuge. I felt invisible and “less than” in that world. My survival strategy at home and school was the same: hiding from everyone, even if it meant hiding in plain sight. I got to be very good at giving people what they wanted and showing them what they wanted to see. I didn’t have another tool to use to keep myself safe.
By my early 20s, I was having regular panic attacks and sudden little bursts of almost unexplainable rage. I felt like life was happening to me which wasn’t my own. But I couldn’t tell others that because I was doing great in the eyes of those around me. I was thriving, studying towards an exciting career. I felt like I couldn’t complain about what was really happening on the inside, as no one would believe me.
I found Orgasmic Meditation (OM) just after I had broken up with a girlfriend. It had been a very serious relationship, but it had fallen apart in part because she felt that I was often distant. I could only have these rare moments of joy and intimacy, and trying to get closer to me eventually wore her out. After this breakup, I was incredibly frustrated. I had no problem getting dates or meeting women, but I knew I was missing something – everything ended up disappointing and hollow. The few times I felt real connection were incredibly precious, but they were always fleeting, and I could never figure out how to get them back. In a way, the breakup was bittersweet. My girlfriend broke up with me because she wanted more intimacy. She took the risk to have what she wanted, and in doing so, she gave me the hope that maybe there was more there for me, too.
I can’t remember where I first heard about OM, but it seemed for a while that everyone was talking about it. I was curious. The name alone seemed to promise it could bring me to a deeper place than I'd been before. I’d already been practicing yoga and meditation, and I knew that both could bring real help. Combined with getting closer to women? I was intrigued enough to sign up.
The “noticing” step from my first OM has impacted me the most. Part of always performing for others is thinking about how you look to them, and I’d always felt like I was playing a role when I was with a woman. Turning off that part of my brain and just observing and describing what I was seeing shifted something in me. Even before I had started stroking for the first time, noticing and verbalizing what I had noticed made me feel more alive and present. The adjustments were almost as important. I didn’t have to overthink the next thing to do; I just had to respond to the communication I was getting. It seems obvious now, but there’s a huge difference between doing what you think someone wants and actually doing what you can hear them saying they want with their words and with their body.
The sharing of “frames” afterward remains my favorite part of an OM, and it always reminds me of the difference between this practice and sex. Before Orgasmic Meditation (OM), I always felt like talking after sex involved me taking a woman’s emotional temperature, trying awkwardly to figure out what this experience had meant to us. What’s so amazing about how we share after an OM is the deep intimacy that comes from structure and clarity. That’s why they call it a “frame,” because it creates a way to capture something so intense. Understanding the frame means worrying less about doing or saying the right thing. It means I get to be fully present with the other person, which was so elusive.
A little while ago, I got out of another serious and intense relationship – my first since starting to practice Orgasmic Meditation. A heartbreak is always a heartbreak. I always feel them intensely, and it takes a while for me to get my feet planted back on earth after one happens. The difference this time was that I wasn’t destroyed by the breakup. I’m still open, maybe even more so. Instead of making me want to shut down, I take the lesson of this relationship and try to use it to expand myself and grow. For the first time, I can be friends with an ex and keep the lines of communication open. When you’ve been that close to someone, you still have much to learn from each other, even after you’re no longer romantically involved. Orgasmic Meditation gave me the tools to stay present with this woman and to love her still even though we’re not together.
One of the things I love most about my life in Orgasmic Meditation is that I have a community of close female friends. Creating and sustaining friendships with women has always been difficult. Some of my best friends now are women with whom I’ve OMed. The experience of coming together in this safe structure, without sexual or emotional expectations, is just wonderful. It’s shifted my whole understanding of what friendship can be. These friends aren’t prospective romantic partners; they’re more like companions you go through life with. I can help them with their relationships, and they assist me with mine. The way in which Orgasmic Meditation makes it possible for masculine and feminine to be friends is almost magical, except it isn’t really magic – it’s a practice that any of us can have.
